The Nightmare Bunny

True story of the effects drugs can have on a creative mind. This event just happened to me and everything written is how it happened. It's weird, it's creepy, and it scared me a bit, but I'm cool with it as It allowed for one of the most interesting stories I've probably written. I have to credit Oleg Roschin for making bunnies so prominant in my brain here recently.

It began just yesterday or rather the night before, as I had the unfortunate circumstance of an allergic reaction to some pollen or something. Anyway, I took a drug that is commonly called
Claritin-D. Well, if you don’t know, Claritin-D contains a particular drug known as pseudoephedrine. It’s normally used as a decongestant. This nasty little bugger of a drug has a myriad of side
effects that can cause all sorts of havoc in the body, one of which I’m about to share with you.

July 31, 2017

On the night of July 31, 2017 after a long day of being online and most likely on Booksie, I had the unfortunate circumstance of a sinus headache most likely brought on by pollen. As I had been
swimming with my nephews earlier that afternoon, I figured that was when the introduction to my symptoms occurred. As the day moved on, I pretty much felt fine, with only a slight pressure building
up behind my eyes and along the ridge of my nose.

Around 8:30 that evening, my sinus’ were throbbing a bit more, so like I normally do I went to the kitchen, to the little cabinet of the utility room and grabbed myself one pill of Claritin-D. It’s
always worked for me before, with little to no side effects. So, why not? Right? Little did I know that that was the start of a long journey that would end with me writing this story for you.

Down the hatch it goes, swallowed with a bit of Pepsi. Two hours later, I resigned myself to bed. Hoping that everything would go just fine. Wrong! I spent the whole night trying to go to sleep. I
think I did managed to doze off some around 1:30 to 3:45, but that was about it. Bad news. Two to two and a half hours ain’t enough to work off of, when you’ve got to work the next day.

August 1, 2017 5:00 am. I’m up getting ready for work. Mind you, I haven’t slept very much, but I kinda feel alright, since I’ve got this wonderful drug coursing through my system. So, off to
work I go. Now, the next seven to eight hours isn’t the fun part, so I won’t bore you with the entire details, but I’ll tell you this much.

I work at a grocery store. Tuesday is a truck day and I’ve recently been working in Dairy to acquire all my full-time hours, due to increased in help in my normal department. I have about a
three-hundred-piece truck to work. Don’t worry, I have some help, but not much. Needless to say, by 2:00 pm, I’m quite tired. So, after another thirty minutes of working, I left for the day. The
truck was done, so no worries, except for the drive home.

No, problem. I make it home just fine. Although, I fought my eyes from closing several times before getting there. Got home, go inside, and sit on the end of the couch in the living room. I managed
to stay awake for another two and a half hours. 5:00 pm. I fixed, myself, some chicken nuggets and munched them down followed by a Nestle Splash Orange Flavored Water.

5:30 pm Now, if you think what I’ve told you so far is interesting, then this next segment is going to knock your socks off. From 5:30 pm August 1, 2017 to 6:30 am August 2, 2017, I slept. Mind
you, though, it wasn’t a normal sleep. And, now begins, the tale I’ve been leading up to this whole time. The tale of the Nightmare Bunny.

I don’t know when exactly it was that I passed out, but when I did that was it. I was gone, but sometime in the night as I slept, I felt my body become stiff. You know, that dreaded, sleep
paralysis mess that everyone thinks is a Hag or whatever on your chest. Well, I had it and I had it in spades. I could feel my arms being held on the bed, as if gravity had just decided to increase
its presence over my bed. My chest felt like it was being pressed down and my legs…I don’t remember being able to feel them.

But, within all that, came the dreams. And, boy, were they ever creepy, nightmarish, and wild. I’m not sure exactly how it began, but I’ll try to go through the sequence as I remember them. But, I
do know this, it began in my actual bedroom.

I awoke, or at least, I thought I had awaken. I’m lying in the bed, but I cannot move. Sleep paralysis, I know, I’m aware of it, but I still don’t like it much. Now, I normally sleep with my door
closed, but for some reason it was open. My room seems the same as it was when I went to sleep. The pile of clothes on the floor next to the closet, strewn out almost to the bed. The closet door opened as always. A towel hanging on the closet door.

My bed lies opposite the closet on the far side of the room. The door to my room is in the corner opposite my bed, but like I said it was open. The head of my bed faces that direction so I can see
out into the hall just a bit, but its dark so no sign of anything lurking yet. But, I feel like somethings watching me. I can’t see it, but it’s there.

Now, I know about all the stuff lingering in the house when I’m awake. I know that my television hangs on the wall in front of my bed. I know that my computer is on the floor at the foot of my bed
almost under my entertainment shelf. I know how each room is arranged in the house in regards to furniture and appliances. I’m also aware of the pictures, statues, and oddities present in the house
and where they are located.

Well, I'm also aware of the toys in the house, primarily for my nephews. They occupy the room adjacent to mine in the very direction my bed faces. As such, I’m a hundred percent aware of the
stuffed animals they have. A gorilla, a chimpanzee, a tiger, some other cat, and a giraffe.

In my mother’s bedroom, there’s a large brown bear on a dresser and I remember a smaller grey bear that I got from her one Valentine’s Day, you know, the normal size teddy bear. But, from somewhere
in my mind, I see a bunny. A normal size, light grey, stuffed bunny. Now, I’m still in my bed under the covers facing the door, pinned down by some unseen force, and I’m thinking where did we
get a bunny.

Then, I see it lurking in the hallway. It isn’t just sitting there like someone dropped it, but standing. It's peering into my bedroom at the bottom corner of my door. One ear is slightly flopped
over the other ear from the tilt of its head. The eyes are completely red with a slight glow.

It starts to move, but I can’t yet. In a blink, it disappears, but it’s not gone. A hump appears under the covers beside me on my left. I pull back the covers. I don’t know how. Next, I’m all under
the covers. The bunny is beside me looking at me. It’s eyes glow even redder and it opens its mouth. Two large incisors sprang forth from its top jaw. I can’t see the its lower jaw very well, but
it appears to try to bite my left arm.

But, for some reason, I can, now, move. Scared as hell, I jumped out of the covers, ran into the hallway, through the house, and out into the kitchen right at the edge of the utility room. I felt
like the bunny followed me, but I couldn't see it. Next thing I know, my body feels light, really light. I take a couple of steps into the middle of the kitchen.

I used my left hand to grasp a chair at the table to steady myself, but I’m feeling so light that gravity seemed to be reversing. The chair went up into the air, as I’m holding it. I reached out
with my right to grab the edge of the table, as my legs begin to float into the air. I never saw the bunny again, as the nightmare ended right there with me floating.

August 2, 6:35 am. I wake up groggy as hell wondering, what the fuck that was all about. I lie in the bed for the next ten minutes thinking I got to get up. I have to be at work by 8:00 am. I get
up, get dressed, and left for work by 7:30. During the whole drive, I thought. This is going to make for one kick ass story for my Booksie fans.

I wished I had had one, but as fast as that thing moved. My arm would've been bitten off before i could throw it. I'm surprised i got out of the bed unscathed,, lol. I guess my flight response was twice as fast as him. Ha, ha, ha!!

I apologize for apparently starting the trend of mutated bunnies ;-) Listen to the Doctor, my friend - it must have been the Pepsi! ;)

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Thu, August 3rd, 2017 11:56am

Yeah, I meant to give you part credit, but I was in a hurry to post it before going to bed. I don't think it was the Pepsi. I've drank Pepsi all my life and never did it ever give me that kind of nightmare. Of course, I won't deny it could have been a contributor, besides it was only two swallows. Ha, Ha, Ha!!

This is a truly odd occurrence, Akumakaze. Oleg may be influencing your subconscious with his stories of bunnies from space. And, I agree that Pseudophedrine is a really unstable drug. I can't take it because it interferes with my blood pressure meds.

Bill

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Sun, August 6th, 2017 2:06pm

Yep, I went and gave credit for that in my summary. Oleg and his giant mutated bunnies cause all my nightmare. No pseudophedrine needed. Just one story from Oleg and boom! Instant bunny mind attack, Lol!!

How did I miss this one? It was great; the first part bringing lots of smiles, and then the tension increasing.
And it's true, you can get some weird side-effects from anti-histamines, although in my experience anti-inflammatory drugs can be even worse. An excellent story, Akumakaze!

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Sat, September 2nd, 2017 2:23pm

You missed it because of all the collab stuff you've been doing. Ha, Ha! Anyway, everybody's chemical makeup is different so when drugs enter your system it can have a wide variety of effects on you. It just so happened that I was attacked by one of the more obscure side effects that night. Everybody else said it was the Pepsi, but Pepsi alone has never triggered any such dreams within my subconscious. It was probably a factor, but I blame Oleg for his giant mutated bunny overlords. Lol!!
Not too mention, Dr. Acula's pink cat bunny avatar. Ha, ha, ha! Thanks for the read Hully, Glad you finally found it.